[2tripple0]

Ya shit bash ain't none of your shit hitting
You started off with depth just lacked any beginning
Lost for words nah you just aint saying much
Youd draw blanks when it come to a punch
And you ain't set up the line before the bar
So I'm twisting your arm but u ain't ready for war
Think ya ingenious and ya leaving with a busted lip
And I gotchya startled when ya tooth getting chipped
My house made of brick and the furnace stay hot
Ya you may bring heat but still afraid to take a loss